Every Now And Then

When not boondocking, I can be found camping here and there, splurging on a shower and a bit of laundry. Early on, it was the midst of mid-summer family fun, with pools filled with screaming splashers, and temperatures over one hundred degrees. Now, things are much quieter, less populated, and downright chilly as fall makes her approach. Every campground has its quirks, especially when it comes to the shower - sometimes it requires quarters, or maybe there's no curtain, or no lock on the door, maybe there's only cold water, or only hot water, and sometimes there's no water at all. This was my favorite stall of all, as old and straightforward as the woman who ran the place.